Back in London, it’s cold and raining and feeling very Autumnal. A far cry from the heat of the South of France!
In a moment of madness I arranged to meet up with a French conversation group and am going to my first chat this evening. My brain has frozen and I don’t think I can remember anything.
Of course now I don’t want to go. I want to go home not struggle through an hour and a half of excruciating embarrassment because I can’t say anything!
And did I mention it’s cold and raining?!
